This week I had a cat emergency. My Turkish Van, Kieran, has never had urinary tract problems. All of a sudden, I was noticing him going to the litter box and straining. Very little, or nothing, was coming out. (This is the advantage of having a small house — I was able to see Kieran repeatedly going to the box.)
Right away, I was quite concerned. It’s been years since I’ve had urinary issues with any cat. I know that it can be fatal if a cat’s urethra gets blocked with urinary crystals. Luckily for me (looking on the bright side!) there were no snowstorms in progress, and it was a weekday. I acted fast. And I was aware that I was acting a certain way in order to keep cool about the entire incident.
Here are four ways to keep your cool in a cat emergency:
It’s easy for me to freak out and focus on myself at these times, but that doesn’t do my cat any good. I could let my mind go crazy with awful thoughts — what if Kieran dies, what if I don’t make it to the vet in time, how can I handle another death, blah blah blah. But as I quickly drove to the vet, I was aware that I was intentionally not letting my mind go in that direction.
Instead I was staying outwardly calm and talking to Kieran in a calm manner. I believe our cats pick up on our emotions, and I didn’t want to make things worse for him with my “awfulizing.” I petted him while driving (I had my hand in the cat carrier) and told him calmly that everything was going to be okay. I rubbed his ears. A long time ago, a cat loving friend told me that softly rubbing a cat’s ears between our fingers is calming for the cat. I don’t know if that’s true, but my cats don’t seem to mind it. And, it calms me down (not to keep bringing it back to me)!
When I noticed Kieran unsuccessfully trying to urinate, I had to make a choice quickly about which vet to go to. My favorite vet is an hour away. I honestly didn’t know if I had an hour. If this was a crystal, what kind of danger was Kieran in? I easily made the decision to go to the closer vet. I am not normally so decisive, and I would probably make a terrible medical professional. But something about caring for my cats brings out a different part of me.
I was also aware that I was careful in handling him. I knew the bladder was probably very full. I didn’t let stress completely take over my body. I was able to slow down enough to gently put him in the carrier rather than throwing him in. Would I have acted differently if it had been a different kind of emergency? Who can say? I have learned, though, that we’re often more capable of stuff than we ever imagine and that we can rise to the occasion when needed.
I was able to stay calm because I didn’t have to freak out searching for stuff that would waste time. The cat carrier was (and is) very close to the door. It had blankets in it already for Kieran’s comfort. I imagine I would have been exponentially more stressed if I had to dig for a carrier and other stuff in some out-of-the-way place. I got some real intentional and necessary tunnel vision when I left the house. I did remember to turn off things that needed to be turned off, but the cats never got fed that morning. I remembered to lock the door. I drove as quickly as I could on packed, slightly icy dirt roads, to my local vet. The temperature was warm enough, though, that I knew I didn’t have to crawl speed-wise — so I didn’t. I petted and talked to Kieran throughout the entire 15 minute ride to the vet.
Kieran is doing well, thank goodness. A urinalysis revealed no infection, and no crystals. He had an inflamed urethra. He’s on a few medications and already improving.
None of us want to ever have a cat emergency (or any emergency), but sometimes these things happen. What have you found about yourself during an emergency? Do you find yourself deliberately doing things a certain way? How do you keep your cool? Share your thoughts in the comments!
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About Catherine Holm: Told that she is funny but doesn’t know it, accused of being an unintentional con artist by her husband, quiet, with frequent unannounced bursts into dancing liveliness, Cat Holm loves writing about, working for, and living with cats. She is the author of the cat-themed memoir Driving with Cats: Ours for a Short Time, the creator of Ann Catanzaro cat fantasy story gift books, and the author of two short story collections. She loves to dance, be outside whenever possible, read, play with cats, make music, do and teach yoga, and write. Cat lives in the woods, which she loves as much as really dark chocolate, and gets regular inspiration shots along with her double espresso shots from the city.